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On Monday we brought our littlest family member home.  She is a very easy baby so far, though I do realize she’s less than a week old.  She sleeps almost all the time (usually with a six or seven hour stretch at night), waking up only to eat.  This girl is hungry!  She was a pro at nursing from the very beginning – no pumping, INS, shields, or other tricks required (quite a contrast from her preemie older sister). 

(Photo by Cami, stolen off Facebook.)

Squiggles is completely in love with Baby Sister and asks to hold her almost constantly.  She is a little upset that Baby Sister is too little to eat French toast or to play catch with her blue soccer ball.  And she HATES it when Baby sister cries, which luckily is not very often and always (so far) has a very easy solution: food.  (P.S.  Thanks for the adorable purple polka dot pants, Marsha.)

Cami is back in town (hurray!!!   !!!! !!!!   !!!!!!!, etc.), so we have spent a couple days eating her food and playing with her kids.  Her kids totally crack me up – they are completely intrigued by all things baby related, and were tickled pink when I made the baby burp just by patting her back a couple times.  When I was nursing, Ivy came over and said, “Uh, Aunt Laura, that baby she is DOING something to you.”  We laughed and Calvin explained about mammals, which Ivy then repeated back to me.  Her translation:  “The baby is drinking your milk from your energy.”  Yeah, pretty much.

This little sweetheart weighed 8 pounds, 14 ounces when she was born.  She is soft and squishy and cuddly.  She does have one naughty trick:  she can roll (wayyyyy too easily) from her back to her belly, and seems to greatly prefer sleeping on her belly.  NOT OKAY, but Cami tells me she’ll probably grow out of it.